Children that are raised in a home with a married mother and father consistently do better in every measure of well-being than their peers who come from divorced or step-parent single-parent cohabiting homes.

I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog which growls every morning a parrot which swears all afternoon and a cat that comes home late at night.

The way to work with a bully is to take the ball and go home. First time every time. When there's no ball there's no game. Bullies hate that. So they'll either behave so they can play with you or they'll go bully someone else.

When everyone goes home you're stuck with yourself.

I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumors to my dogs.

There are a number of things wrong with Washington. One of them is that everyone is too far from home.

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition the end to which every enterprise and labor tends and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.

For those who have come here illegally they might have a transition time to allow them to set their affairs in order. And then go back home and get in line with everybody else. And if they get in line and they apply to become a citizen and get a green card they will be treated like everybody else.

You come home and you party. But after that you get a hangover. Everything about that is negative.

I just owe almost everything to my father and it's passionately interesting for me that the things that I learned in a small town in a very modest home are just the things that I believe have won the election.

I didn't have nothin' going for me... school home... until I found something I loved which was music and that changed everything.

Say there's a white kid who lives in a nice home goes to an all-white school and is pretty much having everything handed to him on a platter - for him to pick up a rap tape is incredible to me because what that's saying is that he's living a fantasy life of rebellion.

I long as does every human being to be at home wherever I find myself.

If my world were to cave in tomorrow I would look back on all the pleasures excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness not my miscarriages or my father leaving home but the joy of everything else. It will have been enough.

The house has to please everyone contrary to the work of art which does not. The work is a private matter for the artist. The house is not.

The home to everyone is to him his castle and fortress as well for his defence against injury and violence as for his repose.

I grew up in a household where everybody lived at the top of his lungs.

I'm the type who'd be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn't going to. I'm the type who'd like to sit home and watch every party that I'm invited to on a monitor in my bedroom.

I know every note in every song the whole history of it even parts that were there and are gone.

I don't know the history of my sport. I'm not like those people who know everything.

Accuracy is paramount in every detail of a work of history. Here's my rule: Ask yourself 'Did this thing happen?' If the answer is yes then it's historical. Then ask 'Did this thing happen precisely this way?' If the answer is yes then it's history if the answer is no not precisely this way then it's historical drama.

Everybody knows they're on the Obama team: There isn't vice presidential vs. presidential division there's not a generational pull. People have internalized that this is a real moment in history.

History is littered with wars which everybody knew would never happen.

Everything was going my way. I was happily marching into the history books. Then it all just fell apart.